Burr

 

Wow it’s really windy and cold outside. Weatherman says there’s a rare nor’easter coming down the pike towards us. I wonder if the snowman we built yesterday has been knocked over by the wind. Let’s look out the window. Snows kicking up in swirls so I really cannot see where the snowman is. I think I’ll go out on the porch. Let me put my coat on. There’s near a snow hurricane out there. Still can’t’ see the snowman. I know we put a red scarf on him. The one with the white striped I made last year for myself. Being alone at home I can’t even ask someone to help locate the snowman so I won’t venture out past here. Let me get inside it’s too cold.  

The fireplace is nice and warm and I will wait till the storm passes to find the snowman. Kind of scary not being able to see outside. What’s that brushing sound at the window? What is that? Let me take a look. I see in the distance between the snow squalls the snowman with the red scarf blowing swiftly with the wind. His hat is still on. The one with the black rim like a circus announcer. Where’s his arms made of branches? Oh, there they are. It looked like he was closer to the house.  

Let me get back to the warm fireplace. It needs more wood. There now that’s better. What was that? I saw something move outside. Has the snowman moved closer? No, must be my imagination. I’ll just look at the beautiful fire. 

I’ll take another look. He’s closer now. What’s going on? Snowmen can’t move. I don’t see footsteps. Wait snowmen don’t’ have feet. I’ll get up from my chair and have a closer look out the window. There a figure lurking in the dark. I’m calling the police. 

Hello, emergency? There’s a strange person lucking outside my home and I‘m alone, OK you will send someone? Thanks, you have my address, 98 Hemlock Drive. OK. Yes, I see the lights now. Bye. 

What is the commotion outside? I hear a struggle, and then I hear shot fired. In the distance “Stop Police Stop” 

They found a person; it’s a man with dark clothing and burglar’s tools. He was trying to get into my house.  I thank my lucky stars he was found and arrested. He kept telling the police that the snowman was moving towards him with a pick axe. The police thought he was crazy and threw him in the back of the patrol car.  

I looked for the snowman and he was back in its original place and the wind has completely stopped. He’s smiling. Since I gave him life, he saved mine. Thank you, snowman, this will be our little family secret.  

 Georgia P